Sofia’s pov If there was another word apart from excitement which I could use to perfectly describe how I was currently feeling right now, I’d gladly switch my name for that word at this very moment, due to how I was currently feeling.Luca had said I could expand my painting.He had finally agreed and given me the permission to do that.And because of that, I was almost bursting with excitement.I had barely been able to properly sleep last night due to how happy I had been feeling over Luca’s sudden change of heart.He had been a little bit odd last night, but it had probably been because of a new problem in his mafia which I really do not want to hear anything detailed about.When I had brought up the topic to him at dinner, I had been prepared to whine and try to get my way at all cost like Kayla had advised me to, but I had barely begun to talk about it before he had agreed to it.I had asked him if I was sure about it when we got into bed last night and he had hummed ab
Sofia’s pov I facetimed Kayla later during the day and we talked about a lot of random things while I added the finishing touches to the painting I had begun to work on today.After the call with her, I finally exited the art room and made my way into the kitchen, then to the walk-in freezer in order to get a drink.That’s where I come across Armani.I jolted when I came across him, having not been expecting to come across anyone, and also because I had almost forgotten about Armani’s existence here in the house.He grinned at me apologetically on realizing that he had startled me but I brushed his apology off and retrieved the drink I had come in here to talk.And after that, Armani fell into steps beside me and we began to make our way out of the walk-in freezer, talking about the weather and some other random things.I broke the news about me expanding my arts to him, and as expected, he was very impressed and excited for me, congratulating me earnestly and smiling warmly a
Luca’s POV In all honesty, I had began to regret agreeing to the art expansion right as soon as the words had slipped out of my mouth.Do I regret giving permission? Hell yes.I was a hundred percent sure Sofia didn’t understand ten percent of the danger she was going to be putting herself in by taking this step. It was going to be extremely dangerous, and the fact that I’d be too busy with work to always be around her in order to ensure that she doesn’t get hurt wasnt sitting right with me.If I hadn’t been drowning in guilt last night, there was no way I’d have agreed. It wasn’t even about me wanting to make her happy, because I really do want to make her happy, so far it was in my power– but then I also have to look at the pros and cons, and I definitely have to ensure that it was completely okay and safe for her own good.An image of her throwing her arms around my shoulders and thanking me over and over again last night flashed through my head for the hundredth time since
Luca’s POV A scowl formed on my face as I watched the phone finslly stopped ringing.Why the fuck was she calling me?Why the fuck gave her my number? Or how did she get it?The entire memory of last night back at persona flooded my mind in that moment and I threw my head back to let out a small groan, as regret and so much guilt once again flooded my entire veins.The phone began to ring after about a minute and I swore loudly as I answered the call and pressed it against my ear on confirming that it was indeed Alexa again.“How did you get my number?” I demanded before she could speak, teeth clenched and head pounding.I heard a scoff at the other side of the phone before she let out a small chuckle, I was sure she was also rolling her eyes, right before she spoke.“Relax, Luca.” She murmured, voice soft like she was trying to be persuasive.She had just failed woefully at that, apparently. “Alexa.” I said after that. It was a clear warning, one she didn’t miss.“Well, I’ve
Sofia’s pov “Can you draw a painting of me?” Armani asked with a lazy smile around his lips. He was sitting on one of the stools here in my arts room and keeping me company. We’ve been here for over thirty minutes since he arrived here, and he was a really lively company to have around.I glanced away from the drawing I was carefully shading to shoot him a look. His grin widened once he had my attention. “And make me look way better than I currently do?”“Are you fishing for compliments once again?” I demanded with a huff and Armani let out a little crackle.“Maybe I am.” He responded and I rolled my eyes playfully before returning back to my shading. “I was serious about you painting me though. You paint so well and I’ve imagined how I’d turn out being painted by you. “Really?” I asked while carefully working on the drawing and making sure to keep my hand firm and steady.“Yeah, of course.”“Hm,” I murmured after that.“I can pay for it, you just name your price.”I whirled
Sofia’s pov I’ve always been curious about Luca’s childhood.I knew he didn’t have a beautiful childhood, because come to think of it; majority of kids who grew up in mafia homes didn’t grow up in a healthy environment, so it wasn’t much of a surprise that he didn’t have a nice childhood.But, I wanted to know about it. I’ve spoken to him about my childhood before, and even though I had been curious about Luca’s own back then, I hadn’t been able to bring myself to ask him about it, because we haven’t been all that close back then.When we had grown closer to one another, the few times I had tried to bring the topic up, he hadn’t really responded well, so I came to the conclusion myself that he probably doesn’t like to talk about his childhood or think about it.Now that Armani was here with us in the house, and today had brought the perfect opportunity forward for me to bring forth this topic. And, surprisingly, he agreed to it.“That’s great then.” I murmured and then I shif
Sofia’s pov “Are you sure?” He asked tentatively and I nodded my head instantly. I really am fine. I have no idea as to why I had began to tremble without even realizing it, but I really am fine.As expected, Armani didn’t seem like he believed me, telling by how his eyes lingered on me some more before he finally nodded his head at him.“As you must have figured out, I wasn’t the most confident kid, like Luca was since he was born. I was everything Luca wasn’t, and that angered our father so much.”I held my breath as he continued. “Our mother died shortly after having me. Our father believed in shaping kids into the right shapes for their future, and that was what he did to Luca, and Luca easily meet his expectations, unlike me.” He shot me a glance and I swallowed emptily, feeling a lump stuck in my throat.“I was what you’d term a disappointment.”A gasp flew past my mouth before I could stop it. “You’re not a disappointment.” Armani let out a wary chuckle as he reg
Sofia’s pov I knew it was dangerous. From the few times I’ve seen Luca in action, compared with all what I’ve heard about him even before I got married to him, I knew he wasn’t to be joked with.Even though I only wanted to be friends with Ryan because I really want to have more friends apart from Kayla– I knew Luca was going to lose his shit on realizing that I had been getting closer to Ryan, that I was supposed to.Or, perhaps, he might be understanding about it because everyone needs a friend in their lives at some point, right? He might ignore us being friends, but would he ignore the fact that Ryan and I now hold hands?I really don’t see anything in that gesture. That gesture is physical proof of how far we’ve both come together in our friendship, it doesn’t have to mean anything more.That’s what happens in a lot of platonic relationships. And it’s only hand holding, not like we were doing something else.When Ryan had come to me this early evening to ask if I’d like
Sofia’s pov The kids had been bursting with excitement, which only meant one thing. It meant more headaches for Luca and I.“Baby, we talked about this, didn’t we? You can’t check the presents until it’s Christmas.” I murmured to Aria while holding her against my chest. She was clearly unhappy about this tiny rule because her frown deepened at once.“But it’s so far awayyyyy! No one is gonna know if I take a peek.”I chuckled as I let her slid down. “Daddy is gonna know.” I reminded her and that seemed to make her have a change of heart.“Oh.” She hesitated a little. “I guess I can wait a bit more.”“More like one more day, honey cause it’s tomorrow!” I gushed out and a grin split out on her face.“Really?!” She demanded and after getting another confirmation, she went off to find her brother, leaving me to myself. I sighed as I watched her leave with a fond smile on my face while massaging my forehead. I called out to her to be careful before I got back to what I was doing before.
FOUR YEARS LATER Sofia’s pov “Be careful, honey!” I called out at once, but I doubt she heard me as she hurriedly raced forward till she was standing before James, a glass of milk carefully clutched in her hand.“Here it is, Uncle James!” She called out enthusiastically and a familiar feeling of fondness swelled in my heart as I watched as an exaggerated look of awe got plastered on James’ face as he accepted the glass of milk.“Thank you, Aria! You’re so hardworking.” He complimented as he took a few gulps of the milk because a tiny sip wasn’t gonna be accepted by Aria who’s clearly still waiting for more compliments.“It tastes so nice and fresh, wow.” James gushed and I listened as Aria’s pleased giggles filled up the room. She began to bounce on her toes when she began to speak. “If you noticed, uncle James, the glass wasn’t totally filled up this time because mommy said that’s how it’s supposed to be to avoid it spilling from the top, and I listened to mommy because she’s alwa
Luca’s POV The bouquet of flowers I had gotten on the way home was a mixture of lilies and tulips, and I paired it with a bunch of balloons and a wrapped gift on the side. It’s a little past six and I couldn’t wait to be home already. I couldn’t wait to get home to my wife and our babies.Work has been quite stressful for the past month, the mafia aspect, to be specific. After news of my wife giving birth circulated around, I already knew that the amount of enemies I have was automatically gonna triple, and in order to keep my family safe, I was gonna have to be more at alert. The mafia clan had thrown a party in celebration after the birth of our babies, and I had purposely attended it alone, keeping my wife and kids far away from a gathering like that because it was filled with dangerous people from top to bottom.“Your enemies are gonna start attacking you even more now that you have a successor. People who have hoped to replace you if you ended up dying without an h
Sofia’s pov TWO YEARS LATER “I look ugly and bloated.” I blurted out while eying my reflection in the floor length mirror in the walk-in closet. Luca, who had been running a comb through his hair, paused for a moment before throwing me a glance, and then a smile bloomed on his face.“Of course you don’t! How can you even think that when you look like a goddess right now.” He murmured, discarding his comb and heading in my direction. I pouted at my reflection, not at all impressed by what I was looking at.“Now you’re just lying cause I’m sure goddesses don’t look this bad. My face is swollen and I literally feel like I’m gonna die.” Luca who had now eased up behind me let out a chuckle into my hair as his hand slid around my waist to carefully cradle my large stomach from the sides.“You still look very gorgeous to me. I don’t think your face is ugly, neither do I think you’re no longer sexy, because you still are. Did last night not explain that enough?” He chuckled at the end of
Luca’s pov It was clear as day that this particular topic has been troubling Sofia for a while now. I could tell from how she was wringing her fingers. I lifted her fingers and brushed my lips across it, and then I let out a long sigh.“If I’m gonna be honest, I haven’t actually thought about it. I just assumed you don’t want them and I was cool with that.” Her eyes widened comically as she whispered. “But… I want children.”I hummed. “I see that now.” “You don’t want children?” Sofia asked after a few moments and I slowly shook my head.“I don’t think I do, cause I don’t actually like the thought of bringing a child into a lifestyle as dangerous as my current one, and leaving the mafia is completely out of the question cause the past would end up catching up with me no matter what.”“Oh.” She whispered while chewing at the inside of her mouth.“Yes, love. But, that aside, I love babies. They’re always so cute and clueless of all the evils in the world.” Sofia laughed at th
Sofia’s pov TWO YEARS LATER*** The sounds of soft laughter filtered through the screen of the television I was currently staring at and a small smile tugged at the side of my lips as I averted my gaze and took a glance at the wall clock situated at the top of the wall here in the room. It was past eight in the evening, which indicated that Luca was almost home, and an excited feeling coursed down my spine. It doesn’t matter that Luca has almost returned home to me every damn day, that giddy feeling still engulfs me every day.Which is the best thing ever, said my therapist when we stumbled on that topic. It’s been over two years and till date, I’m still yet to stop seeing my therapist. She, a Middle aged woman, has made me feel so much love and comfort than my mother has done for me throughout the past two decades that I’ve been alive. The sounds of cute giggles emitting from the television screen grabbed my attention and once again, I focused on it. This time, my bre
Sofia’s pov The weeks flew by faster than i could keep up with.Healing was slower than I anticipated, and I hated almost every second of it, if I was being honest, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t willingly take another bullet for Luca if I could, because I will. Luca had gotten extremely displeased when I offhandedly said those same words to him, and he made me promise to never, ever do that again.I stayed in the hospital for months, because Luca wanted me to be completely healed before getting discharged. The flowers that got sent to me by every well wishers had gotten thrown out more than three times because at a point, they all began to rot.A little gathering was thrown in celebration of my release from the hospital. Everybody was there waiting in the house as entered the house, from Kayla and her husband, Travis, to Armani and his girlfriend, Nala, to James and his fiancée, Blair, to Angelo. It was relieving to finally be home and be surrounded by so much love right now ma
Sofia’s pov ‘Was this how it feels to float?’I asked myself over and over again, the more time I spent in that same unending loophole. It felt like I was stuck in a fluffy space, but instead of sinking, I remained afloat.Muffled voice could be heard coming from multiple sides at once but I couldn’t make any word out, neither could I tell each voice apart from the other.I limbs literally felt nonexistent because I couldn’t wait use of them no matter how much I tried. It’s almost weird how it’s pitch dark in this fluffy space, preventing me from making anything out.Or perhaps, I was the one who had my eyes closed throughout, I realized when I discovered that I could feel my eyelids twitch a little. I tried to get my eyes open after that, but ended up giving up after trying over and over again to no avail. I drifted straight into an unconscious state after that.When I came to once again, I felt warm fingers around mine. The fingers felt familiar in a way, and with everyth
Sofia’s pov The scream that left my mouth this time was completely silent as I watched as the kneeling man who was apparently working with Ryan, fell to the ground face first after being shot by Ryan. That sent a more terrified feeling down my spine, because not only was Ryan crazy, he was clearly also heartless as hell. Seeing how he could effortless kill off his own partner made it more obvious that it wouldn’t be hard for him to kill me if he wants to, and that he wasn’t just bluffing by threatening to shoot me.“Fuck, man, you really are a freak. Your own partner?” Angelo mused with an unimpressed look on his face. Luca snorted and leveled Ryan with a look. “That’s not something a Ricci would do, you know?”“Well it’s a good thing I’m not a fucking one, okay? And now that I’ve killed my partner myself, you clearly don’t have anything to threaten me with, I have nothing to lose in this situation unlike the rest of you.” Ryan responded haughtily, sneering as he tugged on my hair.